I.CXV. Lord, how secure muy Conscience was

1 Lord, how secure my Conscience was,
And felt no inward Dread!
I was alive without the Law,
And thought my Sins were dead.

2 My Hopes of Heav'n were firm and bright,
But since the Precept came,
With a convincing Pow'r and Light,
I find how vile I am.

[3 My Guilt appear'd but small before,
Till terribly I saw
How Perfect, Holy, Just, and Pure,
Was thine eternal Law.

4 Then felt my Soul the heavy Load;
My Sins reviv'd again
I had provok'd a dreadful God,
And all my Hopes were slain.]

5 I'm like a helpless Captive sold,
Under the Pow'r of Sin;
I cannot do the Good I would,
Nor keep my Conscience clean.

6 My God, I cry with ev'ry Breath
For some kind Pow'r to save,
To break the Yoke of Sin and Death,
And thus redeem the Slave.

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First Line: Lord, how secure muy Conscience was
Language: English
Publication Date: 1766
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Topic: Complaint of indwelling Sin; Conscience secure awakened; Conviction of Sin by the Law (1 more...)
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